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BUYING LIES     5/22/2021


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what choice do I
have
when
there's no other smile
but my own

looking in the mirror
I see how
sometimes its been borrowed
a cup of sugar
to make a better show

for whom
do I show my teeth
I've seen no dentist for years
the last one
a clown whose smile was painted on
only a fool
would call himself
"Warmflash"
as if his reputation
could be found
within the lie of his name

leasing his ersatz reputation
from a Public Relations firm
using the magic eraser
to rid himself of any
negative opinion
coming from without
so he doesn't have to look within

no truth to set him free
unless he
himself is erased

the entitled and rich can buy lies
there is no price too great
that prevents them

we
those who don't need
fixing
and do not cultivate tricks
must listen to discern
what's real
reading between their lines
deciding what's bread (truth)
and who's the heel.





this came to me after a very painful lesson
those are the sort of lessons one must pay attention too
without hearing them you are doomed to stay stuck

Remember: The plant cut down to the root doesn't hate
--it uses all of its strength to grow again.


Legal copyright for this poem 5/22/2021...3:51PM PST date and time stamped
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MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD

PAINFUL ARE THE BEST LESSONS THAT LEAD TO WISDOM





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